Lulu walks in, fixing the hat over her head. I'm a klutz... The hat covered mostly half over her eyes, so it was hard to see. She tugs on her left sleeve, and plops down on the bed. Getting whacked in the face by a branch... She sighs, and takes off her hat. She lightly touches the white cotton cloth, taped over her wound. It was one strong branch. She looks in the mirror, staring at herself.